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She
bent
to
breathe
the
fragrance
of
a
giant
pink
blossom
,
straightened
to
peer
around
the
room
.
Rhythmic
noise
invaded
her
senses
.
She
parted
a
jungle
overlapping
of
leaves
,
looked
through
to
the
center
of
the
room
.
A
low
fountain
stood
there
,
small
with
fluted
lips
.
The
rhythmic
noise
was
a
peeling
,
spooling
arc
of
water
falling
thud
-
a
-
gallop
onto
the
metal
bowl
.
Jessica
sent
herself
through
the
quick
sense
-
clearing
regimen
,
began
a
methodical
inspection
of
the
room
’
s
perimeter
.
It
appeared
to
be
about
ten
meters
square
.
From
its
placement
above
the
end
of
the
hall
and
from
subtle
differences
in
construction
,
she
guessed
it
had
been
added
onto
the
roof
of
this
wing
iong
after
the
original
building
’
s
completion
.
She
stopped
at
the
south
limits
of
the
room
in
front
of
the
wide
reach
of
filter
glass
,
stared
around
.
Every
available
space
in
the
room
was
crowded
with
exotic
wet
-
climate
plants
.
Something
rustled
in
the
greenery
.
She
tensed
,
then
glimpsed
a
simple
clock
-
set
servok
with
pipe
and
hose
arms
.
An
arm
lifted
,
sent
out
a
fine
spray
of
dampness
that
misted
her
cheeks
.
The
arm
retracted
and
she
looked
at
what
it
had
watered
:
a
fern
tree
.
Water
everywhere
in
this
room
—
on
a
planet
where
water
was
the
most
precious
juice
of
life
.
Water
being
wasted
so
conspicuously
that
it
shocked
her
to
inner
stillness
.
She
glanced
out
at
the
filter
-
yellowed
sun
.
It
hung
low
on
a
jagged
horizon
above
cliffs
that
formed
part
of
the
immense
rock
uplifting
known
as
the
Shield
Wall
.
Filter
glass
,
she
thought
.
To
turn
a
white
sun
into
something
softer
and
more
familiar
.
Who
could
have
built
such
a
place
?
Leto
?
It
would
be
like
him
to
surprise
me
with
such
a
gift
,
but
there
hasn
’
t
been
time
.
And
he
’
s
been
busy
with
more
serious
problems
.
She
recalled
the
report
that
many
Arrakeen
houses
were
sealed
by
airlock
doors
and
windows
to
conserve
and
reclaim
interior
moisture
.
Leto
had
said
it
was
a
deliberate
statement
of
power
and
wealth
for
this
house
to
ignore
such
precautions
,
its
doors
and
windows
being
sealed
only
against
the
omnipresent
dust
.
